I Hate To Clean
FACT: I don’t like to
clean. Hate, no despise it! So what was I thinking when I married a military man?
It has been forced into their head to
keep their living quarters clean at all times! That’s not something that
changed when the get out either. So here is a look at our perfect worlds…
My World: When David
walks in the door, the house is clean and the kids are dressed. The smell of meatloaf
comes from the kitchen. The maid leaves.
His World: When
he comes home, the house is clean and the kids are dressed and clean. The smell
of meatloaf comes from the kitchen. I come prancing around the corner in a very
June Cleaver way to greet him.
But in reality:
David calls to say he is on his way home, but I am too busy screaming at the
kids to not color on the walls to even hear him. He walks in as I am running to
try to clear a path from the remains of what earlier in the day was our living
room (but it was destroyed when the toy tornados hit). He asks if I got the
dishes done like he asked. I grin my cutest grin trying to be cute so he won’t
be mad that I didn’t get the chance. But how cute are you really when you are
wearing sweats, your hair is a mess because you didn’t have time to shower,
forget about makeup what about that giant smear of baby food on your cheek and
oh man what is that smell? Oh its baby spit up! Yeah, not very cute at all.
I hate and love our reality at the same time. I love being
with my kids and playing with them all day. I hate a messy house. I hate
looking a mess and I hate smelling it even more. Today I am going to begin to
change my sloppy ways. Starting with the house.
I have created a cleaning schedule and laminated it. I have put
it in my house hold notebook (which is a major work in progress). I am going to
start with it. I am also going to start FLYing with the Fly Lady. She is brilliant
and I think it is an easy way to make my hubby happy!
Who wants to start this challenge with me? What ways are you cleaning up your act? How
is your hubby or wifie or SO responding?
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